Who Will Know (24 Bigslow)

Who will know

If i die in this world who will know something of me

I am lost, no-one knows, there's no trace of my yearning

But i must, carry on, nothing worse, can befall

all my fears, all my tears, tell my heart there's a hole

I wear a void, not even hope, a downward slope is all i see

as long as breath comes from my mouth

i may yet stand the slightest chance

a shaft of light is all I need

to cease the darkness killing me